Waterfall

From Up High,
I come crashing down,
Making a Cry,
What a beautiful sound,
Calming & soothing...PEACE abound.

Thru rocks of ancient times I make my way,
From tops of mountains to the bay,
Cutting paths along the way,
Nothing can stand in it's way.

Tho soft and gentle my water flows,
Oft times great are my crashing blows,
Abundant life swim wild and free,
Frolicking & flourishing with glee.

My water brings life to the banks,
Never need i their grateful thanks,
For the people that come to my banks,
From their PEACE & calm i find my thanx.

Wild & free my water flows,
Up & down it goes through it's throes,
To the ocean wide it goes,
How deep no one knows..

JT
Nov 4th, 2007

Clear Waters

Murky is my mind...clouded with so much thoughts that i can't even see through the waters of my mind to find the rocks and pebbles of my life. Only time will clear this collusion of confusion. Rising are the sediments once long sank to the bed of my life only to be stirred into a murky quagmire of cloudy silt. Perhaps it will take 6 months to clear...just as my 25% ordered. There is wisdom in her words.

Elixir of Life

The ancients claim that the fungi abound in the forest is the secret to longetivity and an elixir of life. Consumption of the fungi...specific species that is, will improve one's health and prolong life. In the eastern anals of sexual healing and prowess it too scores big time too claiming extended versions of your own sex life and in some cases home made videos. It awakens the giant within so to speak or is it the stirring of the snake...

Who knows...but i do not suggest stooping over and partaking of any of such fungi found on the forest floors. Pretty as they may seem and the promise of extended play time should not be your motivation to just gobble them up cooked or otherwise.

One possibility would be that your mates might have to carry you out on a makeshift stretcher or worst still...bury you where you lay.

Some of these can live for a long time, i have come across some that are still alive after 2 to 3 months later when i next visit the same site. They seem to have a long lifespan. Perhaps as tempting as they may seem not many are willing to take the risk.

Dead or Alive... either way you could get stiff!

Here We Go Again

As i look up at life...from where i am now, i've got it all to do again.

One step at a time. Will it be better this time? Will it be easier? Will things be less painful? Will i do all things right this time? Am i wiser? So many questions...that leads to only more questions. One thing for sure is...no two experience will be the same even tho theoretically things may look or feel the same...they are not.

Hence we start from Ground Zero...again.

New Moment

A new moment exposes itself right after the last one. Every moment is a new moment and life can just be as beautiful as it is shitty. Immediately right after Life goes to Shit, it can just as easily BE Beautiful...at a snap of a finger!

Impossible? Not by Adidas standards as proffessed by it's larger than life ads...Impossible is Nothing! One can choose to be experiencing Beauty or Be in Shit! How? Just follow Nike and... Just Do It! Simple as that. One of Life's greater mysteries no? Life is as we choose it and I live it. Sometimes it is not as easy to shift as is said, but with practice...it too shall reveal it's simplicity.

Better still...find someone whom you can talk to and express yourself as honestly as you are comfortable to. This maybe a stretch for some but unless and until one clears oneself in totallity and honestly, one will remain trapped in one's own prison. As is said...

"Truth will set you Free!"

Life Can Be Shit!

Life is not always a bed of roses or sunshine and blue skies. It can be shit at times too. The difference is whether you surround yourself with people who enjoy wallowing in shit or with people who are willing to support you and pull you out of your shit. Of course they sometimes do push your face into the very shit you create too, just so you know it is YOUR shit you are wallowing in. I am blessed to have such friends...the kind that would make ME realise that it is SHIT of MY own doing.

Being in My Experience

As I sit and wonder...experiencing the wind in my face, i experience the probing stares, the conversations, the attention, the questions, the emotions, the highs, the lows, the joys, the sorrows, the guilt, the pain, the confusion, the noise and above all i experience the internal noise as well.